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ReplyDeleteJust delightful, B. All crushingly cute.
I soooo love the first two images of that first vignette of four with the tutor: The tutor is wonderfully strict & no-nonsense. It's all so sugar sweet, yet Spartan & stern, B. I remember it as eternal cosy-happiness, punctuated with tantrums & bad behaviour...and a fierce but kind, bare bottom tanning with mom's spanking stick to make good! Whoa! Nasty!
VOILA!
Love the way she grasps hold of her hands on drawing one, to guide her into position in one fail swoop. Scolding already! All great art. And then ...DECULOTTEE!
CUL NU!
Oh dear!
Can we honestly hear mom's scolding words when we feel the breeze on our bare botties, B ?
(the clarion call is the hark of the cane, not the words of scolding ?)
And then, Oh my! A fiercely- kind tutorial gesture of pulling down the her soft, cotton panties for a punishment called a proper, sound spanking on bare, exposed botty skin. Raw Hide!
No! Boo-Hoo! YUP! Sure beats the naughty step, B!
The expressions are sublime. And I love the belt applied to her bare buttocks on the fourth drawing. A belt or cane firmly on the bare backside is necessary for daughters & nieces in my book, B (as I have told the church moms since ions ago).
The second scene: Le Martinet et Le Professeur is funny, B. Oh my! Those pristine, unblemished, squishy-alabaster-white, chubby, soft botties, ready for the big sting, panties all-a-fluttering down.
And scene 3 is essential, already: gorgeous, strict, kind maman in lovely, sunny pastel yellow, chastising her daughter in the appropriate manner (sun burnt botty, already ha-ha!).
With mom's generous, patented, "applause to the bare bottom" :-)
No need to count maman! This is all very normal, B. Pray, even very Southern States in the US, if you will. All familiar.
Zerte captures it all so beautifully.
Le Martinet - the whole French genre is so compelling for me, with you & your blog, dearest B :-)
You have introduced me to it in real terms. For me, as a strict Southern belle (born 1959) I did not really discover this thing called "Le Martinet" until I had in turn discovered Janus in the late 1970s. "Roue too!" (sound like a chanson) The "reader's letters" from mothers n daughters in France, & Janus's research & reporting were mesmerising, B. Still are, reading them again!!!
As a Christian-raised girl, soundly thrashed on my bare bum with mom's cane, in front of God in the 60s & 70s, I so love how both Le Martinet & the Scottish Lochgelly Tawse were specifically designed to cause discomfort on the bare botties of naughty daughters at home. Uniquely! Even papa's belt, plimsoll or cane were not designed for that specific purpose!! (my mother would beg to differ on the rattan cane. Oh my!!!)
Why yes, the martinet & tawse were not designed to penetrate protective coverings AKA knickers, B. Panties down & botties on show at once for a skelping, girls!
Oh my! The purity of design is important for me in that regard. Yes, OK, a hickory stick freshly picked by mom caused serious discomfort on sensitive, bare, opaline nates with your canvas shorts n pretty panties pulled down (baseball hat on my head) but....if necessity is the mother of invention (AKA "go pick a switch young lady!") then for sure, to my mind, the martinet & tawse are at the top of the hierarchy of intent!! "On your bare bottom be it, my girl!"
Nostalgic Brenda xx
PS...sooooo love that photo for Asa's emporium, B. Fantastic!
Cringingly cute :-) I hope the neighbours will hear the sound of tanned, tender-skinned surfaces!
Alas, sadly, B, there is no hard, resilient, tough Ol' rhino skin covering any of those those poor marshmallow- botties, now unprotected & feeling the breeze (exactly as the good Lord intended for Biblical chastisement!!)
...now where is my whippy-cane?! Or should I say Asa's martinet ha-ha!
Ouchieeees to botties, B. Boo-Hoos a bunch xx